Текст песни 21 Bottles - Jimmy Of The Saints

Drank, pour up
Drank, pour up
Drank, pour up
Drank, pour up

This is something i know you not used to
But give me chance to make your mood

I will never try to put you on wait now
Cause i'm feeling you so down
Why your old mans trippin'?
Had Jordan, settled for a Pippen
Girl you know you been missing
Girl you know you been missing

Girl you been missing, all the times i had
To make you feeling glad, why you feeling bad?
Girl you been missing, all the times i had
To make you feeling glad, why you feeling bad?

Let me take it way back to the times
Back to the times when i try to make you mine
Back when we was just friends
Momma whipping in the Benz it's pretend
Let it in change of plans

Back when you wanted to a baller, he faller
Can't get him back, let him go let him live
Without you girl, let it kill him all inside
Looking for a man that want you do or die

You looking for a man?
Open up let me in, the door still crack
Got the key stepping in
Let me flash a pic on your polaroid camera
Can I get a girl with no twitter handle
May be bad but i'm really no vandle
Shooting up shot like i'm Julius Randle
Now you turning up with a glass like fan, girl
Let me lay you down in your room with some candles

So let me do you right, let me do you right
Loving you all night, loving you all right
I want you every night, i want you every night
Let me do you right, girl let me do you right

Girl you been missing, all the times i had
To make you feeling glad, why you feeling bad?
Girl you been missing, all the times i had
To make you feeling glad, why you feeling bad?

Drank, pour up, pour up
Let me take it way back to the times
Back to the times when I tried to make you mine
Let me take it way
Let me, let me, let me
Let me take it way back to the times
Back to the times when I tried to make ya
Back to the times when I tried to make ya
Back to the times when I tried to make ya
Back to the times when I tried to make ya mine
Back to the times when I tried to make ya mine
Let me lay you down in your room with some candles
Back to the times when I tried to make you
Back to the times when I tried to make you mine
Back to the times when ya whippin' in the Benz